The proa bore away to the northwest out of which it had come. —There, Mr. ” She could have handled ten times the weight, and hoisted him on her back and carried him too. "'Odd's-my-life!—what's that?" he cried, greatly alarmed. ‘What Frenchman would that be, missie? We ain’t let no one escape. " "I'm sorry I can't indulge you," replied her master, a little piqued.
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